Rarity and Flash let me shower in peace, which seemed a little odd. My privacy didn't last long, however.

Right after I toweled off, Flash picked me up in his hooves and took the stance. I was so astonished I couldn't say anything. Rarity smirked at us both as he walked me back into the bedroom and up to the bed. I could feel his erection bumping the loin of my back with each step. He grunted and threw me onto the bed, then both Rarity and Flash jumped on next to me and hugged me.

"What are you doing?" I said, my voice quivering. "Don't you remember last night? You promised to leave me alone sexually!"

"We're not trying to do anything sexual," said Rarity. "We just want to cuddle. You're still okay with that, aren't you?"

I sighed. "I... actually, yes, that would be very nice," I admitted. Moments later, we were all beneath the covers again. I was facing a smiling Flash Sentry, and Rarity hugged me from behind. I hated admitting it to myself, but it felt wonderful to be loved, even in a slightly-perverted way like this.

"Just relax," Flash whispered against my lips. "We love you, Twilight. I know you know it's true."

"I do," I murmured, which unfortunately reminded me of a wedding vow. Even more unfortunately, this sent a little shock through my groin.

"I hope you give in soon," Rarity whispered in my ear. "I, for one, cannot wait to hear all the adorable noises you'll make when cock goes inside that precious body of yours."

"I wish things could be like this without all the disgusting sex," I said. "I actually enjoy being in bed with two other ponies. I know it's wrong, but it seems like this could be innocent if nopony was doing sex things."

"It isn't wrong, and it can be just like this," said Flash. "There's no reason sex has to happen. We can just lie here and cuddle you as long as you like."

"However: keep in mind that your interest in avoiding sex during cuddling is, from our perspective, quite arbitrary," said Rarity. "If you haven't been damaged psychologically by bad sexual experiences, there's no reason to prematurely reject the idea of sex during an intimate encounter."

I closed my eyes. "Is that my problem?" I asked. "Is... is the icky way I feel just because I was approached in the wrong way, and molested? The 'wrongness' seems so natural and real. It's hard to believe my feelings aren't an accurate reflection of morality."

"Well, we didn't feel icky about sex before becoming vamponies..." said Rarity.

"Speak for yourself, Rarity. I'm afraid I did," countered Flash. "That said, you have a point... except 'bad sexual experiences' aren't the only thing that can damage your ability to openly love. Sexual negativity can also be caused by negative views of sex that were ingrained into your psyche as a foal, and by specific social mores which are used to convince ponies that harmless experiences have turned them permanently into suffering victims."

"I don't want to be a victim anymore. I just want the pain to stop," I murmured, but I relaxed into the cuddle anyway. It felt so nice. Ponies, touching me, holding me... for a moment, I almost forgot what a disgusting, repulsive nerd I am.

Wait. Do I really feel that way about myself? Dear Celestia. I... maybe I really do have problems. It might not be the problem the vamponies are trying to convince me I have, but I don't think of myself as attractive. Am I? Could I be? I know Rarity has tried to 'polish' me before, but I don't ever feel pretty, Journal. Is that a part of this curse that plagues me? Do I need to learn to love myself, or see myself in some new way?

I'll need to think about this more later. I have too much to write at the moment.

Flash Sentry began kissing my forehead, my cheeks, my nose. "N-not the lips," I finally said as he leaned in for some mouth-to-mouth contact.

"Why not?" he asked. I could see the hurt in his eyes.

"Even if it isn't sex, I'm afraid of falling in love," I said, and I closed my eyes lest my gaze be captured by that Maredusa-like stare of his beautiful baby-blues.

"There's nothing wrong with falling in love," whispered Rarity. "Flash has been a good friend to you, Twilight. Even though you don't know him as well as you do the rest of us, you can trust him to love you in return." She squeezed my barrel gently.

I shut my eyes even tighter. "I'm only supposed to love ONE pony, Rarity. Somepony I'm ready to spend my life with, and I don't have any idea who that is yet."

"There's no need to limit yourself," said Flash, kissing my cheeks until my eyes relaxed a little. "You can love all of your friends."

"B-but I need to be loyal..."

"If your primary partner loves you and wants you to be happy, and if your relationship is solid, they don't need to fear losing you to somepony else," said Rarity. "If you wed Applejack, would you worry you'd lose her if she wanted you to watch her make love to me? Do you think she would stop loving you if you loved me, too?"

"I guess not, but... AJ is special that way. Maybe... I don't know, Rarity. I'm still so confused," I said. "Maybe you're both right and there's nothing wrong with opening yourself to sex, but I'm not comfortable with most of the sex I've seen, even when I've actually enjoyed it."

I paused for a moment, wondering if what I was about to say was a bad idea, but I said it anyway. "I'm scared of sex right now. All of you, my family, my parents—seeing all of this frightens me, and it feels so uncomfortable inside it hurts. The pleasure feels like something that will never be genuine. It's like you're teasing me with something I can never have. I don't know if it's because I don't deserve it, or because I'm incapable of learning."

"Try to trust us, Twilight. We'll teach you at your own pace. You'll grow comfortable with it, I promise," whispered Flash, kissing me on the nose.

"Teach? What do I need to be taught?" I asked. With that, Flash and Rarity climbed off the bed and helped me down.

"The easiest thing to learn would be cock," said Rarity, and Flash nodded. "But I want you to focus, Twilight, so it would help if you let me plug you."

"Ugh. Again, no sex, Rarity."

"This isn't sex, darling. It's sex education. That's a pony of an entirely different color."

I paused in thought. Were they just giving me a clever out so I could say 'yes' to it? It didn't matter. I need sex education, and even if it's from perverts I can still learn something.

"Okay, okay... Wait, 'plug' me?"

Rarity pulled out the 'plug' from last night. "I know it's a little uncomfortable at first, but it will help stretch you so you won't have difficulty with bowel movements. You get a little tearing now and then, don't you?"

"What?! How do you know that?" I asked.

"I can tell from the small tears I've seen back here, darling." Rarity lubed up the plug and gently rubbed it against my pucker. "I'll do this only if it's what you want, though... this is entirely up to you." I didn't move away—I was too curious, and I was hoping it might actually fix the occasional problem I have with painful defecation. Although I used to assume that everypony had the same problem, it makes logical sense: stretch the area, and a simple bowel movement won't hurt so much. Now, my medical knowledge tells me that if the area is stretched too much, a pony would lose the ability to, um... well, pass flatuses without accidentally passing solid waste. Like, right there in public. However, that would need to be a tremendous amount of stretching, which isn't what I'm doing.

I sighed. "Okay, fine. I give you permission," I said, even though I figured she'd probably do it anyway. Still, she didn't press inward until I relented.

I saw Flash Sentry smile, and he petted my mane like a dog. "That's very good, Twilight. You're going to like what we're doing to you," he whispered.

I felt Rarity gently inserting the plug just a half-inch, twisting it, teasing it, then pulling back. She was taking a lot of time.

"Are you teasing me for the fun of it?" I asked. "This isn't supposed to be sexual. Does it need to be slow to work?"

"Yes, it needs to be this way, sweetheart," said Rarity. "Gentle pressure, slow insertion. Just relax and let Mommy do all the work."

(Mommy!? Eh, whatever.)

"Although the teasing is a lot of fun," admitted Flash, with a disarming wink.

After a minute or two of teasing, Rarity said, "Now bear down gently," and I pushed myself open just a little. She began stretching the rim of my anus in tiny movements, and this lasted for another minute or so.

In the meantime, I was lost in Flash Sentry's eyes. I tried not to look, I really did, but just watching him smile at me was so rewarding that I didn't want to look away, and his face got closer to mine so slowly I didn't realize it until our muzzles were touching. He wasn't taking the stance, he was just standing in front of me on all fours and leaning in. We nuzzled. I blushed. It was embarrassing to have my anus played with while a stallion watched me, but... it was different with him. He isn't at all like the other vamponies, Journal. He's still sane, somehow, I'm sure of it. They've just confused him, or something.

Rarity ordered me to bear down harder, which I did, and after another minute or so, she slipped it into me with a pop. It hurt for just a fraction of a second, but once it was inside it felt heavy and solid and nice, like a warm and familiar part of my body. The erotic pressure on my vagina deep inside my body was inescapable, but I knew the sensation would fade over time as I habituated to it.

"Now then! We can begin," said Rarity, after she finished wiping up the excess lubricant around my, um... ponut. She twisted the plug a few times as she did this, which stimulated me. (Why does a pony's butthole feel so good inside, anyway? I mean, it physically feels wonderful, it can't just by my perversion doing this... What could the evolutionary purpose possibly be?)

Flash stood sideways so I was facing his flank, and Rarity guided me into a crouching position. "Let's get to know our good friend Flash, shall we?" she said. I noticed Flash had withdrawn into his sheath again, which was impressive considering how erotic the context of my plug must be. Maybe I'm just not attractive, though.

Rarity guided my hoof to Flash's scrotum. "These are his balls, Twilight."

"I know what 'balls' are, Rarity," I said, rolling my eyes. "You mean his testicles, within his scrotum."

"Of course you know what balls are, but a lovely pair of nuts can seem a bit unreal the first time you feel the heft," she said, pushing up on my hand. His 'nuts' did have quite a bit of heft to them. I was a little worried about pushing too hard because I've read they can be injured easily, but Rarity seemed to know what she was doing.

"He's freshly showered and scrubbed, but there's still a lovely scent here Twilight," said Rarity, and she leaned in and nuzzled against the pit of the wattle. "Come close and press your muzzle firmly into the recess here. A pony's scent is an important part of who and what they are."

"Eww. That scent is largely the byproduct of bacterial—" I said, and then Rarity shoved my face into Flash's nuts. I heard him chuckling. I was angry for a fraction of a second, but even though the aroma was very light, it overpowered my senses. Rarity's hoof gripped me tightly, preventing me from backing away. I would have been terrified and hurt if she hadn't been entirely right. Something about the scent stirred something deep within me, and I immediately felt closer to Flash than ever.

It's sick, I know. But it was wonderful. (Even though this was clearly only for teaching purposes, Journal.)

Finally, Rarity released her grip and I pulled back and gasped. "I... I—okay, that was... different," I said, panting. "There must be some primal association with scent that Celestia covered up..."

"The sense of olfaction is the most detailed sense in the pony body," said Flash. "We can recognize more than a billion different scents." (I never pegged him for a brain, Journal, but wow! Flash keeps on getting better. Ugh, look at me, swooning like a silly schoolfilly. I should be ashamed of myself.)

"I had no idea it was that complicated," I said. "I know scent is intimately tied to memory and—" I said, and promptly shut up as Rarity mashed my muzzle up against the crook between Flash's sac and thigh. I struggled against her grip, but only for a moment.

Something about the smell was heavenly.

"This is my favorite spot," whispered Rarity. "Spicy, but sweet, and very aromatic. Don't you think?"

She released her grip, and I lingered there for a few moments. I was—and I regret writing this, but it's the truth—tempted to taste him. I know how sick that is, Journal. It's nothing but body oils and bacteria, but it felt so personal, and my mind was beginning to open up wide to perversion.

Finally, I pulled my head out from beneath Flash, panting gently. "It's... it's too much," I gasped. "This is perverse."

"You like my scent, Twilight," said Flash, not as a question but as a statement of fact; almost like a command.

I nodded meekly. "I don't understand," I said, at a loss for a better explanation for my actions.

"The odors and flavors of intimate parts of the body are distinct," said Rarity. "They identify diet, but they also identify specific ponies. Most mares and fillies can tell the difference between all ponies, while most stallions and colts can only differentiate between females—all males smell very similar to them. This is evolutionary biology set to support a polyamorous collective, which is the natural state of affairs for equines."

"Please don't push me down on him again," I said. "I appreciate the lesson, but... I'm going to lose it and start doing disgusting things if you keep forcing me to experience them."

"Aww," said Flash, frowning. I actually felt bad for not sucking his filthy nuts into my mouth. (Okay, they were actually perfectly clean, or at least as clean as such things can get, but everything about sex seems filthy, doesn't it?)

Rarity smiled and knelt next to me. "As you wish, dear. Here, feel them a moment on your own," she said, raising my hoof to make contact with his balls, then releasing it. My hoof trembled, worried that I might hurt him just by touching them, without Rarity to guide me again.

"You can't hurt them unless you slap them or squeeze them hard," he said, craning his neck down between his forelegs so he could watch. "Don't worry. They like being touched."

I squeezed them gently. They felt warm and soft, with a firm but pliable pleathery skin protecting them. My pulse quickened. I saw Flash's sheath thicken, and without hesitating I placed my muzzle to the opening and inhaled while I had the chance (because I knew what was about to happen next). The scent was different still, but somehow still 'him' in nature. I managed to pull back my muzzle just in time before his flared penis head (cockhead?) emerged into view, and the rest of his cock quickly dropped like a large, floppy leg curved toward the floor.

"Very good, Twilight!" said Rarity, and I blushed. Being praised like a dog felt nice inside. Is this what it's like to be broken, I wondered?

"Hope you don't mind if I flash my sentry, Twilight?" said Flash.

I laughed out loud. "That's terrible." I examined the twitching member, and my brow furrowed in thought. "It's actually not as big as I thought it'd be," I said, and promptly received a gentle but firm whap to the back of my head. Turning my head, I could see Rarity was furious.

"What was that about?!" I said.

"That is NOT how you talk about a stallion in his presence!" said Rarity, glaring at me.

Flash Sentry chuckled. "It's fine. I know I'm not nearly as gifted as your brother, but I'm still above average."

"No, it's not you," I said. "I think... I think I just envisioned that cocks were as large as a pony's leg because the idea of being near one terrified me. Now that I'm willing to take the time to look at one and think about it, I see it's something that could actually fit. I mean, into my mouth, not that it's supposed to go there."

"Oh, it's definitely supposed to go there," said Flash, grinning.

Rarity calmed down. "Penis is supposed to fit into your holes, Twilight. Your brother is a bit on the large side of things, which is why it's critical to stretch that beautiful asscunt of yours. Someday you'll want to experience the pleasure of having a large stallion rutting your derriere like a wild pig."

"Or a wild pig rutting your derriere like a stallion," joked Flash. "But you don't need to stretch it to take a pig."

(I'm fairly certain he was just joking.)

I could smell the scent of Flash's cock, and it was as disgusting as it was strangely pleasant. Something was stirring within me and I knew I was hooftipping the line between education and sex, so I resisted leaning further. I was actually tempted to kiss it, almost like I was falling in love not with Flash, but with that alien-looking flared tip of his gorgeous...

Wait.

I'm not falling in love with Flash, and his dick isn't "gorgeous". Let me get those straight.

"Now try a taste," said Rarity.

"This is too close to sex for me, Rarity. I appreciate what you're... whoa," I said, as Flash's penis lifted up and hardened in front of me. It slapped once against his belly. I don't know if he had any control over that, and part of me found it erotic that his cock might have a mind of its own, deep within those churning balls. And his balls did appear to be 'churning', as gross as that sounds: the flesh was twisting a little against them, and I wondered if this was a vampony thing.

"Heh, sorry," said Flash. "I can't help it when I have two beautiful mares inspecting me like this. Do you want to watch me slap off?"

"Is that the same as jacking off?" I asked.

"No hooves, wings, or magic," said Flash. "It's a common way earth pony colts pleasure themselves."

"You know, as much as I'm fond of the 'flash your sentry' joke, I think your dickname is lovelier," Rarity interjected.

"Gash Entry? I'm not sure. I'm thinking of changing it to 'Flesh Entry'. It doesn't make much sense to call me Gash... not that I'm opposed to getting my ass rutted," he said. "But speaking of lovelier," he added, reaching down to pet my cheek.

I leaned back and stood up. "You don't have to lie. I know I'm not beautiful," I said. "And this is starting to get to close to sex for me."

"You have to be kidding?" said Flash. "Dear Celestia, Twilight. You're so pretty."

Rarity sighed. "The poor dear has no idea," she said. "Once you start having sex, Twilight, you'll learn how beautiful you are. You really need to learn to love yourself if you want to learn to love others."

"If you say so," I said, trying not to look her in the eyes.

"If you've reached your discomfort limit with my junk, maybe you should take a look at Rarity's privates," said Flash. "I'm guessing you're not familiar with the details of female anatomy back there, given how reluctant you've mentioned being around your own sexual urges?"

Rarity turned around and craned her neck to the side, smiling. "It won't bite, Twilight. Just take a good look, and get as close as you feel comfortable."

I winced, worried about the experience, but leaned in anyway to inspect. I had always seen vulvas and anal ridges as something ugly, but I was starting to realize there was a hidden beauty here.

Rarity was immaculate, naturally. Her scent was barely detectable, probably because she'd just washed, but I'd always thought mares were pretty much disgusting all the time down there. My biases had kept me from seeing things as they truly were, for all these years.

I wasn't about to touch her, but I looked over her ridges. The pink head of her clitoris winked into view, and the tip resembled a tiny flared cockhead. It was—and I'm probably perverted beyond reason at this point, but I'm still writing it—simply adorable.

It was decorated, as well. Rarity had a gold piercing through the underside with a very tiny loop and ball that hung down in front of her clit. It seemed to be utilitarian: bumping near the area would send pressure directly into the head of her clitoris.

Flash Sentry held up my hoof near Rarity's vulva and smiled. "Do you feel that heat? It means she wants you, Twilight," he said. "If she's hungry enough, her pussy will feel like a calf eating oats from your hoof." (Speaking of heat, I could tell I was blushing hotter than a brush fire.)

"I... Okay, it's pretty in a way, and it doesn't smell that bad. It's even kind of pleasant," I said, then backed away. "Thank you for the experience." I cleared my throat loudly and tried not to make eye contact.

Before Rarity could turn around, Flash grabbed her rump. "I know you're afraid of new experiences, Twilight, but I think I can help with this one." I watched as he kissed and nuzzled her ponut (yes, you read that right), licked at her anus (I can't believe I'm writing this), then sucked on her clit. Then he mashed his face up against her vulva like he was going to muzzle-fuck it, and for a moment I thought he was.

I wanted to look away, but I stood there, transfixed. I was barely aware of what was happening when something very new came abruptly to my attention.

Flash turned, gently held the back of my head in one hoof, and kissed me. He Prench-kissed me, long vampony tongue slipping deep into my muzzle, coiling around my own tongue... forcing me to taste the flavor of Rarity's loins.

My heart pounded in my chest. I didn't have the willpower to break the kiss, but fortunately Flash was a gentlecolt about it (well, so to speak). After a moment he pulled back and licked his muzzle clean with that impossibly-long tongue.

"Okay, I'm calling this off. Too much sex, education time is over. P-please," I said, backing away.

Flash looked hurt. "I'm sorry, Twilight. We appreciate you telling us when to stop, though. You should have control over your immersion for now."

For now.

"Come with me, Twilight," said Rarity, trotting to the door. Flash picked up the rubber portion of my outfit (the one that wrapped around my genitals and anal ridge) and inhaled deeply like he was in love with it. I blushed and followed Rarity out of the room.

"Well, that was a world of gross," I said as Rarity walked me down the hallway.

"Oh, you loved it," said Rarity. "You can't hide yourself from us, you know." She turned around to flash me a fangy grin.

"The constant buzzing on my horn isn't helping your accuracy," I pointed out as she turned back around.

Moments later, we reached the dining room. Crystal Hoof (Thorax, still in crystal pony form) was loading heavy wooden boxes onto the table. Some of the boxes were already opened, revealing a wide variety of beautiful accessories. Princess Luna stood nearby.

"I must apologize for my early arrival, Rarity. I am wet with anticipation," she said. "Also, urine." There was a brief pause. "That was an attempt at humor."

I chuckled, despite myself.

"It seems to have amused one of us," quipped Rarity, giving me a comically exaggerated look of disapproval.

"It is essentially true, however," added Luna, and this time Rarity was the one who laughed.

"Well, let me see here," she said, reaching into one of the boxes that hadn't been fully unloaded. "Ah! Here are your new accessories, Luna," she said, and retrieved a gorgeous set of polished lapis lazuli accessories, embellished with silver.

I can't really do justice to them in text, but they're incredible. The breastplate appears to be one solid piece of lapis, which is impossible given its size. The joining between pieces is seamlessly hidden. It's a dark blue with lighter blue marbling throughout. The edges are all silver, and there's a silver moon on the front. It's definitely a step up from Luna's old breastplate (and even the white gold one she was wearing at the time Rarity showed me the new items).

"Oh, wow. You're so beautiful Lady Princess Luna!" said Thorax, eyes shining. Luna smiled and gently petted Thorax's head.

"Simply amazing. I can't believe what I'm seeing," I said. "Though, shouldn't the edges be tinted yellow?"

Rarity shook her head. "No, for two reasons. First of all, the lapis already marks Luna as an emancipated Lady, so the edging can be done in any material," she explained. "Second, I believe we've been too strict with the materials. Lady Luna clashes terribly in anything with a yellow tint to it. Silver is 'her', regardless as to the nature of her station, so she should not strictly require gilded baubles. Pinkie and I are currently hashing out plans for loosening up the material restrictions by adding other hidden markers. Except for marble, of course: marble is temporary, and black-and-white marbling goes well with anything."

As though to accentuate this, Rarity came over and fondled my marble accessories. "Simply beautiful, though not as beautiful as the cunt beneath them... nor as beautiful as you'll be once you're in a special set of partially oxidized coppers I've been working on," she said. "It's a surprise, however, so don't even ask to see them yet."

"It's okay, I think I can go forever without seeing them," I said with a frown. Rarity looked hurt, and I sighed. "You know what I mean."

"We do," said Luna. "Nonetheless, it remains sad."

Rarity helped Luna out of her armor and into her new accessories. There was a lapis-twisted fake ounckse with silver ring interior, the breastplate I just described, four lapis and silver shoes, a lapis collar with silver edging and coal-black interior furry lining, and four lapis leg cuffs which matched the collar. Additionally, she donned a pair of small (hoof-length) lapis alula clips. Each of Luna's wings twitched when the clip was attached.

I figure it's only a matter of time before they make me wear those horrible things too, but with all the feathers missing from one wing and the fact that I'm not actually a vampony who needs to resist transformation, I suppose it doesn't matter at the moment.

"And those intended for Pip?" asked Luna. Rarity searched over the table and pulled out four tiny granite-textured shoes and four leg bracers with white furry lining. She then went searching through a box to find the matching collar.

"So I guess that means Pip is going to be a Master," I said. "What you're doing to him is horrible."

"Neigh, there is nothing 'horrible' about it. And he shall be a Lady, rather," said Luna. "Though I believe he would like the designation of Pirate instead, at least for the time being."

"He should be a foal."

"He is a foal, Twilight," said Rarity. "He can be both a foal and a Lady at the same time. You simply must stop thinking in just starkly divided terms."

"I intend for you to join us, Princess," said Luna. "You shall observe Pip's first hint of the wolf this evening. I do not think you will be so negative once you see how much he revels in his new station."

Rarity must have caught the aggressive look on my muzzle, because before I could say anything, she interjected, "Twilight, let's not go down that road just now, hm? We have a special guest coming in an hour and Master Shining intends to finally reveal that annoying little secret we've kept from you. Won't that be exciting?"

"I'm sure after all this time it'll just be anticlimactic," I predicted. At this, both mares exchanged a smirk.

So, that was that. Rarity explained a little more about the accessories, but nothing worthy of elaboration that couldn't be gleaned from looking through the glossary and previous deductions. Then I had a small lunch and I'm finishing up this entry before the guest arrives.

Please, please, please don't be Spike. That's all I ask.